Gold Rushes and Mining Camps of the Early American WestCaxton Press, 1968 - 466 strani Distributed by the University of Nebraska Press for Caxton Press Vardis Fisher and Opal Laurel Holmes bring together the stories of all of the remarkable men and women and all of the violent contrasts that made up one of the most entrhalling chapters in American history. Fisher, a respected scholar and versatile creative writer, devoted three years to the writing of this book. |
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Life in the Camps | 92 |
Transportation | 113 |
Food Clothes and Lodging | 134 |
Crime and Frontier Justice | 272 |
Frontier Judges | 282 |
Lawyers Juries and Jails | 293 |
Badmen | 301 |
The Vigilantes | 320 |
Special Characters and Situations | 352 |
Display of Wealth | 362 |
Brave Men and Cowards | 391 |
Camp Culture | 153 |
Entertainment | 172 |
Girls of the Line | 196 |
Sports | 214 |
Camp Angels | 222 |
Crime and Justice | 234 |
Some Problems in the Camps | 236 |
Race Prejudice | 252 |
Duels | 403 |
Hoaxes | 425 |
Tall Tales and Lost Treasures | 433 |
Notes | 445 |
Illustrations | 448 |
A Selected Bibliography | 453 |
Index | 456 |
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Stran 130 - Every neck is stretched further, and every eye strained wider. Away across the endless dead level of the prairie a black speck appears against the sky, and it is plain that it moves. Well, I should think so! In a second or two it becomes a horse and rider, rising and falling, rising and falling sweeping toward us nearer and nearer growing more and more distinct, more and more sharply...
Stran 163 - When he sees you he lifts his lip and lets a flash of his teeth out, and then turns a little out of the course he was pursuing, depresses his head a bit, and strikes a long, soft-footed trot through the sage-brush, glancing over his shoulder at you, from time to time, till he is about out of easy...
Stran 130 - There was no idling-time for a pony-rider on duty. He rode fifty miles without stopping, by daylight, moonlight, starlight, Or through the blackness of darkness — just as it happened. He rode a splendid horse that was born for a racer and fed and lodged like a gentleman; kept him at his utmost speed for ten miles, and then, as he came crashing up to the station where stood two men holding fast a fresh, impatient steed, the transfer of rider and mail-bag was made in the twinkling of an eye, and...
Stran 163 - The coyote is a long, slim, sick and sorry-looking skeleton, with a gray wolfskin stretched over it, a tolerably bushy tail that forever sags down with a despairing expression of forsakenness and misery, a furtive and evil eye, and a long, sharp face, with slightly lifted lip and exposed teeth.
Stran 130 - The pony-rider was usually a little bit of a man, brimful of spirit and endurance. No matter what time of the day or night his watch came on, and no matter whether it was winter or summer, raining, snowing, hailing, or sleeting, or whether his "beat...
Stran 164 - ... and alone in the midst of a vast solitude ! It makes his head swim. He stops, and looks all around; climbs the nearest sand-mound, and gazes into the distance ; shakes his head reflectively, and then, without a word, he turns and jogs along back to his train, and takes up a humble position under the hindmost wagon, and feels unspeakably mean, and looks ashamed, and hangs his tail at half-mast for a week. And for as much as a year after that, whenever there is a great hue and cry after a cayote,...
Stran 272 - They are a harmless race when white men either let them alone or treat them no worse than dogs ; in fact, they are almost entirely harmless anyhow, for they seldom think of resenting the vilest insults or the cruelest injuries. They are quiet, peaceable, tractable, free from drunkenness, and they are as industrious as the day is long.
Stran 97 - There were military companies, fire companies, brass bands, banks, hotels, theaters, " hurdy-gurdy houses," wide-open gambling palaces, political pow-wows, civic processions, street fights, murders, inquests, riots, a whisky mill every fifteen steps, a Board of Aldermen, a Mayor, a City Surveyor, a City Engineer, a Chief of the Fire Department, with First, Second, and Third Assistants, a Chief of Police, City Marshal, and a large police force, two Boards of Mining Brokers, a dozen breweries, and...
Stran 31 - SATURDAY, AUG. 12. My man Bob, who is of Irish extraction, and who had been in the mines about two months, returned to Monterey four weeks since, bringing with him over two thousand dollars, as the proceeds of his labor. Bob, while in my employ, required me to pay him every Saturday night, in gold, which he put into a little leather bag and sewed into the lining of his coat, after taking out just twelve and a half cents, his weekly allowance for tobacco. But now he took rooms and began to branch...
Stran 43 - ... from the stream itself. The sieve keeps the coarse stones from entering the cradle, the current of water washes off the earthy matter, and the gravel is gradually carried out at the foot of the machine, leaving the gold mixed with a heavy fine black sand above the first cleets.